The Lord Himself shall come,
And shout a quickening word;
Thousands shall answer from the tomb:
"Forever with the Lord!"
Then, as we upward fly,
That resurrection word
Shall be our shout of victory:
"Forever with the Lord!"
There with unwearied gaze
Our eyes on Him we'll rest,
And satisfy with endless praise
A heart supremely blest.
"Knowing as we are known!"
How shall we love that word,
How oft repeat before the throne:
"Forever with the Lord!"
That resurrection word,
That shout of victory—
Once more: "Forever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be!